Panzerwar - The Smell Of Blood On Frosted Winds

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Artist: Panzerwar

album: Ragnarök

Riders from the north call out, hunting the fearful
Riding hard, cold iron bound, our fate is in brutality
Death cries fill the air as the blackened steeds charge
And the realm of the forgotten now binds with our own
Infernal one reach down to me, from your steed of hate
Then the horn will sound, the tables will be filled by nightfall
The men of the days battle will feel warmth once more
The high-one at the head and no man was a thrall
And the smell of blood will fill the winter sky

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